Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 631 That’s it
"I didn't expect there would be an unexpected surprise, a half-step Daluo Yuanshen, hundreds of thousands of True Immortal-level flesh and blood incarnations, all the life essence,

Now there is another golden immortal incarnation of the same origin!

It was quite rewarding.

This amount of powerful medicine combined is enough to refine a few realm-breaking pills!"

At this time, A'lu's soul floated out from the white ghost's belly and looked at the sedan chair standing in the void and being pulled by three golden dragons.

I saw a green lotus growing under the wheel, and it was steadily suspended in the air. There seemed to be lights on inside the car, and it was flashing with golden light.

From a distance, A Lu could smell a strange fragrance and hear faint fairy sounds in his ears.

Even though he had no physical body, the fragrance seemed to be in his nose.

It was the first time that A'lu had seen such a magnificent chariot. Through the pearl curtains and colorful gauze curtains, he could only barely see Tang Song's figure, but it was like seeing flowers in the fog, and he could not see clearly.

Only vaguely could one see behind the curtains and necklaces a figure sitting in a canopy and fragrant carriage, with golden mist shrouding the entire body, looking extremely majestic.

Looking around the treasure chariot again, one could see golden-armored gods appearing and disappearing in the void, each emitting brilliant golden light.

Needless to say, the person who behaved like this must be the reaper hiding behind the scenes.

"Hey! Are you the one who treats this world as a restaurant, destroying the lives of this universe again and again?"

A Lu glared at Tang Song angrily.

"Hmm!" Tang Song's eyes fell on A'lu and he could see at a glance the cause and effect luck entangled with him.

"The protagonist of this world... I remember this guy seemed to be corrupt, but now it seems he's even out of his mind!

However, with the original soup turning into original food, and the luck of the protagonist, maybe we can really refine a few great pills!"

"Unfortunately, with my current strength, ordinary elixirs are of little use to me, unless they are divine elixirs like the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill!"

Tang Song was a little bit amused and helpless. He was taking the path of becoming a saint in the flesh while cultivating his spirit.

The cultivation resources consumed by one person are more than ten times that of a Golden Immortal of the same level, plus there are many incarnations and many innate magic weapons to be refined.

It can be said that the resources consumed by his practice are absolutely astronomical.

“No wonder no one has ever cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art to perfection. The resources consumed in this process are enough to support several Daluo.”

“Well, just the Nine Revolutions Profound Art requires so many resources.

There are also the twelve incarnations of Hades, who are also big consumers of resources.

The resources consumed by each incarnation are no less than those of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art. Add in the Donghuang Bell and the Tai Chi True Form Diagram, and the resources consumed by me alone are almost equal to half of the Heavenly Palace!"

After silently calculating the situation in his mind, Tang Song's face suddenly drooped. The prospect was not good.

"So, I am really poor!
I hope Ryan Kane and the others can collect some resources when they go to the Dragon Ball world this time.

The best thing in the Dragon Ball world is the seven Dragon Balls.

Ordinary Dragon Balls naturally cannot be compared with Infinity Stones, but I remember that these Dragon Balls seem to have super versions.

I just don’t know which one is better, the Super Dragon Balls or the Infinity Stones!”

"But speaking of which, the ancient beings in the world of Yama, those Hunyuan masters, their size is enough to easily open up a multiverse.

Beings like them need to absorb so much spiritual energy from heaven and earth to practice.

I'm afraid that all the spiritual energy in the world of Yama is not enough. No wonder they have to open a temple in the world beyond the sky!
Compared to them, the spiritual energy that ordinary Golden Immortals exhale is nothing but a drop in the bucket!"

Tang Song kept thinking wildly, and for the first time in his life, he felt that he was really poor.

If it weren't for this vast heaven and this Samsara Palace connecting all the worlds, providing him with a constant supply of resources for cultivation.

Tang and Song could only practice hard behind closed doors, meditate and exhale, just like the ancient golden immortals in the Yamafu Realm, relying on time to cultivate.

Of course, there is nothing that can be done about the fact that these ancient golden immortals often go into seclusion in the blessed land and cave for several epochs, and even fail to emerge in the world during the catastrophe.

No matter how big the world of Jambu is, after experiencing countless kalpas and giving birth to so many Daluo, the few remaining resources had already been divided up.

If a Golden Immortal without any background wants to achieve Daluo, he must be like Tang Song, who has a great opportunity and occupies hundreds of worlds to support himself.

Otherwise, like Yi Ya, he would find a place in the middle thousand worlds and occupy the whole world alone.
Otherwise, you can only rely on time to accumulate resources bit by bit.

This is not only true in the Jambu world, but also in the ordinary world without extraordinary powers.

When a country is first founded, there is a lot of work to be done and this is also the time when there are the most opportunities.

How many grassroots heroes took advantage of the current situation to make their first fortune, and became the founder of a school (well-known entrepreneur) when the "Heavenly Way" system was not yet sound?
As these beings achieved Daluo first, for the sake of their descendants, they relied on their own cultivation and connections to monopolize the cultivation resources of the Jambu world.

The more you eat, the more bites you take, and the people behind you will have less to eat.

In the end, those at the top were well fed and well fed, while those at the bottom had nothing to eat.

With the top heavy and the feet light, once an immeasurable calamity is encountered, even a powerful force like Heaven, which has great power at its disposal, will collapse like a sand castle.

When the Heavenly Palace was first established, these Daluo drew away 90% of the spiritual veins of the Jambu world, and used them to build the Heavenly Palace and enrich their own blessed lands and caves.

Latecomers can only scramble for the soup between their fingers.

After the establishment of Heaven, a more stringent monitoring system was established.

There are eyes and ears in the sky that can see through the nine heavens and ten earths, and can even investigate the nine netherworlds.

As for the human world, there are mountain gods in the mountains, river gods in the rivers, city gods in the cities, and land gods in the villages. The day-roaming gods and night-roaming gods alternate day and night, and report on affairs everywhere.

With a complete and perfect monitoring system in place, under the rule of Heaven, there are very few people who can achieve Daluo, let alone Chunyang.

Moreover, those who achieved Pure Yang and ascended to become immortals were either disciples of the three religions with connections, or descendants of heavenly masters or immortal officials who had people above them.

There is no other reason, just resources and connections.

During the time when the ancient heaven ruled the world, any vein or energy point in the ground that had a bit of spiritual energy belonged to someone.

Many of them are the residences of local gods such as land gods and mountain gods.

Although these earth gods do not have high levels of cultivation, they are serious beings with real physiques.

Even those with higher cultivation levels than theirs are unwilling to provoke them.

In this kind of environment, it is very difficult for ordinary cultivators to practice cultivation!
Ordinary people want to turn things around, unless they encounter an unexpected opportunity (a new track) that appears.

Moreover, you have to take advantage of the fact that the disciples of the big sects are unaware before you can drink a cup of the first soup.

If one wants to achieve the Golden Immortal, or even the Daluo, one must encounter a killing calamity like the Conferred Gods, where the people above will be in chaos. Maybe one can take advantage of the chaos to fish in troubled waters.

The Heavenly Court ruled the entire ancient era. Unfortunately, even as powerful as the Heavenly Court, when the Tang and Song dynasties traveled through time and space to the world of Yama,
Of all the great things there are only a few words left in ancient books.

Gathering his messy thoughts, Tang Song's gaze fell on A'lu. Just a glance was enough to make A'lu's soul explode.

If Bai Gui had not come to protect A'lu in time, he would have been burned to death by Tang Song's gaze.

It wasn't that Tang Song intended to glare the protagonist to death, he just didn't restrain his own strength.

With his current strength, if he really lets go, a glance from him can be as heavy as Mount Tai.

"So powerful, no wonder you are so afraid of him!" A Lu looked at the white ghost standing in front of him in surprise and said with mixed feelings.

The white ghost turned around and looked at A Lu with a strange expression: "He is not the reaper I mentioned!"

"Ah! What?!" A Lu said in shock: "Such a powerful existence is not the mastermind behind the scenes. How terrifying is that reaper?"

"Cough cough!" Upon hearing this, Bai Gui coughed twice and glanced at Yi Ya beside him.

A'lu followed the Bai Gui's gaze and looked at the lame, armless, and dusty old beggar, and felt a little sympathy in his heart.

But he still didn't understand what the white ghost meant, so he looked at the white ghost again.

Bai Gui opened his mouth again and again, and finally, under A Lu's questioning eyes, he said helplessly:
"He is Ya, the first chef in this universe and the first god of food. He is what I call the shepherd, the destiny, the mastermind..."

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but A Lu actually heard a hint of hatred in Bai Gui’s tone for not fighting back.

"Destiny? The mastermind? Him?"

A'lu's gaze fell on the sloppy disabled old man. Although he didn't say anything, his disdainful look said it all.

You've been bragging for so long, and this is it?

Yi Ya had no time to pay attention to the two of them at this moment.

The dirt on his body seemed to be sticking to him like glue.

A very fine and light mist emanated from every pore of his body, stretching far into the void.

These foul-smelling gases burn when they come into contact with air.

The burning flames are bluish-red and as viscous as melted glass. They make a beautiful sound when burning and bring out a strong aroma.

Countless desires surged out of the fire and attacked Yi Ya madly.

Joy, anger, sorrow, resentment, wine, sex, money, and anger, all kinds of demons turned into invisible and colorless mental power, like a rolling tide rushing towards Yi Ya, and drilled into his purple palace sea of ​​consciousness.

The boundless evil power of the inner demon exploded and turned into a huge whirlpool that sucked Yi Ya in, body and soul.

Yi Ya's whole body was shaking constantly. This was the most vicious and powerful mental calamity among all the natural calamities.

He is best at destroying people's morality and ruining their conduct.

In the past, when the Buddha was seated under a Bodhi tree, a demon tried to disrupt his practice with lustful thoughts. The Buddha subdued the demon with great willpower and perseverance, and finally he attained enlightenment.

Today, Yi Ya's spiritual power is far behind that of the Buddha back then.

Even though Yi Ya had honed his heart of Taoism for billions of years and it was as solid as an ancient pine tree on a high mountain cliff that had withstood the wind and rain for so long and remained unmoved.
But this time, what was coming was a flood that could destroy the entire world.

"I've been refining this for so long, but I still haven't killed this guy! This guy is really hard to kill!"

Cha Cha held a green gourd in her jade hand, with the mouth of the gourd pointing at Yi Ya.

There was a constant flow of mist being absorbed into the gourd.

These mists of air are the essence and vitality that Yi Ya lost.

If you zoom out, you can see that the huge net formation formed by millions of heavenly soldiers is pulling the starlight, and it looks like a round-bellied, two-eared Bagua alchemy furnace.

At this moment, the stars within tens of thousands of light years of several star systems seemed to dim.

In the entire starry sky, only this alchemy furnace is shining brightly.

The alchemy furnace kept spinning, and wisps of misty air continued to emanate from Yi Ya, Bai Gui, and even A Lu.

"Gold means immortality.
The Golden Immortal in the Marvel world is a single universe.

It can be said to be an existence that can coexist and perish with the universe.

It is not easy to kill such a being, especially since this Golden Immortal has already stepped half a step into the realm of Daluo! "

Tang Song stroked Cha Cha's hair and said calmly.

"If we hadn't been one step ahead of him this time, he would have taken back those clones. It would have taken more effort to destroy him!"

Tang Song's fingers brushed across Cha Cha's cheek.

If he had not been one step faster than Yi Ya this time, in order to destroy this Half-Step Daluo, he would probably have needed to do it himself and use the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array to refine the entire universe.

Alas, the higher my cultivation level, the more compassionate I become.

This means that with great ability comes great responsibility.
Well, it definitely has something to do with the reluctance to give up the resources of this universe and the Dragon Ball world next door that is yet to be developed.

"Oh! Xiao Tangtang, can you give me one more of the golden elixir you made?"

Cha Cha shook the gourd full of vital energy essence in her hand, put it aside, then picked up a yellow gourd from the side.

These essences of vitality emanated from Yi Ya's body.

Tang Song just told her that he planned to use it to refine a furnace of seven-turn golden elixir.

One golden elixir of this grade can increase one's magic power by one Yuanhui. Since she is so obedient, I must give her a few of these golden elixirs.

On the other hand, her magic power should not be weaker than that bitch!
Cha Cha rubbed Tang Song's hand with her face.

Seeing this scene, Hela snorted coldly, and with a wave of her hand, a beam of blood disappeared outside the Heaven and Earth Net Formation.

Dozens of small stars with a diameter of about one thousand kilometers,

It was swept over from the distant void by a huge magical force.

With the help of the power of the Heavenly Net Array, Hela drove dozens of stars and blasted towards Yi Ya in the center of the array as a demonstration.

A'lu watched helplessly as dozens of huge fireballs appeared in the void, continuously spewing out huge fireballs of magma and lava, faintly accompanied by circles of blood-red lightning, blasting towards him.

"Run!"

The white ghost grabbed A'lu, shouted in fear, and rushed away into the distance.

"Who are they?" A Lu shouted in shock.

He originally thought that the White Ghost was powerful enough to destroy a planet at will and fight those powerful space fleets on his own.

I didn't expect that these people in front of me were more terrifying than the white ghosts.

There are dozens of stars falling down like this. Who can resist it?

"How would I know? The last time I woke up was before I changed my host.

I have only slept in your body for twenty years, and this world has become something I don't recognize at all!"

The white ghost was also frightened by the stars falling on his head.

"Are we going to ignore him?" A Lu turned around and looked at Yi Ya who was shaking behind him with some pity.

Even though Bai Gui had already told him that Yi Ya was the mastermind behind it.

But looking at this disabled old man with missing limbs, A Lu still felt a little bit reluctant.

"You'd better take care of yourself first! If you die, he won't die!" Bai Gui cursed angrily: "There is something strange about this place. The power in my body is draining away. Let's find a way to get out first!"